Previously on "Condor"...
Joe, I need you to listen to me very carefully.
You're not going to take me to Vasili?
I'm taking you to the end of track 11.
You can take yourself.
80 Bowery Street, Chevy Chase, Maryland.
Thank you for seeing me, Senator Thrush.
I saw it. My husband who I thought I knew
ordering the death of one of our friends.
Reuel has been operating out of bounds for far too long.
I don't want to pressure you
into saying something you're not ready to say.
I'm ready.
- You were swatted. - Like a fly?
- This feels personal. - You would even say childish.
Get in.
I think Joe Turner's on his way to meet Vasili Sirin.
I'm already on him.
Did you follow him?
Where has he been?
He had a meeting at Union Station.
Who with?
I couldn't see.
I can't do this anymore. I feel like they know.
You are safe. Not even my own people know who you are.
It's not your people that I'm worried about.
He's stopped.
Make a sound and I'll slit your throat.
Hey, man.
She found you.
I need you to tell me who the mole is.
I think an innocent man is going to take the fall for him.
If you tell me who it is, then I can clear his name.
I would like to tell you, but I don't know.
Volk is hunting you, because he told you the name of his asset.
No, he knows he said too much
but he was so drunk he doesn't remember
exactly what it is he said to me.
I am only fucking here because you used me.
I'm sorry, Joe.
We should go. The hunters will be here soon.
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Come on.
Teams of two, 50 meters apart.
- Come with me. - Where to?
We'll leave the hunt to the hunters.
Spread out!
Shit.
Jesus Christ. You used me as bait?
Not as bait, as a lure.
There's really a difference?
A lure, you hope to get back.
How many people have to die so that you can live?
Do you want to surrender?
They'll be here any minute.
We'll go to the water.
How many people died in Iraq the first two times around?
Can anybody explain to me what they died for?
And you really want to go back?
Look, I get it. It's a fraught subject for you.
You saw a lot of friends die over there
and you want to believe that their sacrifice was meaningful.
But knowing what you know now,
would you really send them all over again?
What, it's funny? Am I funny to you?
Why can't we just talk about music or something?
I mean, do you ever just go to movies?
Try turning this thing off?
Joe, I feel bad for the hamster.
No, man, I am serious.
It's not long before Sammy is old enough to go up there himself.
Would you let him go?
Yeah, I would. Yeah, I would.
Mae, she wouldn't allow it.
But, yeah, if it were up to me, absolutely.
Ah! How can you possibly say that?
All right, Joe. Imagine that there is a man drowning in this river.
All right? You don't know the guy. He's nobody to you.
For all you know he might beat his wife and his kids,
and maybe the world's a better-off place without him.
But all you know is that there is a human being,
screaming over there and you hear him.
So what do you do? Do you just stand here and watch him die?
Or do you jump in and try to save his life?
All right, uh...
The current is too fast.
So, if I jumped in there's a good chance that we both drown.
So, I would, er...
find a long branch and used it to pull him out.
And there's the difference between you and me, Joe.
Okay, so you find a branch, or maybe you don't.
Maybe you pull him out. Maybe the branch snaps.
Maybe he drowns before he can grab ahold of it.
But whatever happens you tell yourself
that you did everything that you could.
But that's a lie because you didn't risk anything.
So, you would just jump in?
- Without a second thought. - It's reckless.
- Life is not always safe. - You would probably die.
- For sure. - Maybe.
You know what? If I lived though, I wouldn't have any regrets.
That's what I want for my sons.
That's what I want for my friends.
Do you know what your problem is?
You overthink everything. You don't commit.
Well, indecision just leads
to somebody else's decisions being made for you.
Sometimes you gotta fucking jump in the river.
It's moving too fast.
We can ride the current downstream.
We've no idea what's downstream.
It'll confuse the dogs.
We'll freeze to death!
Only if we don't drown in the rapids.
Or we can just stand here and wait to get shot.
What do you want to do?
_
What is it? Hey. Hey.
Are you okay? Hey. Hey...
Hey. Look at me. You're okay.
You're okay. You're okay. You're okay. Hey.
I've got you. I've got you. You're okay.
Say it, say that you're okay.
- I'm okay. - You're okay.
Hey.
You have a bad dream?
Hey, it's okay.
It's okay.
Hey. Look at me.
- Hey. You're back in real life now, okay? - Yeah.
We're at your lake house.
- We're together, everything's good, okay? - Yeah.
- Come here. It's okay.
It was just a dream.
- I'm sorry. - No, it's okay.
I got you.
It's okay.
- What are you thinking about? - The day we met.
You looked so lost the first time I saw you, so innocent.
I liked you right away.
I just had a panic attack.
I had to leave the church before the service was over.
Is that something that happens to you often?
No, it never happened to me before.
Hmm.
What do you think caused it?
I don't know. Maybe God was sending me out to meet you.
Why would God care?
Oh, I don't know. Maybe he wanted me to re-examine my life
- or become a better person. - Hmm.
But why would the all-powerful God you pray to
care at all?
Maybe for the same reason that we care about our children.
Well, I think...
I think you're already a good person.
Why?
Because I wouldn't be with you otherwise.
You dedicate your life to helping people, to making them safer.
Well, if that's why you like me, I'd better go to work today.
Reuel?
Who would do such an awful thing?
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I guess that would be weird, right?
You and I would be stepbrothers.
My mom always wanted to have more kids.
She had a miscarriage when I was in third grade.
Uh, she and my dad wanted to have a big family,
but, you know after she lost...
Speak of the devil... Hang on, dude.
- Hey, Mom. - Hey, how are you?
I was just talking to Anders
about you and Mr. Crane having a baby.
Okay, calm down. We're just away for the weekend.
- Are you having fun? - I am.
- Mr. Crane's a nice guy. - Yeah, I think so too.
I wanted to remind you
that you have that AP English prep class tonight.
- Yeah, I know, I know. - Okay, good.
I miss you guys.
- Okay, I'll call you later. - Bye... bye, bye.
Bye.
Turner and Sirin are together. I could already be blown.
They're trapped in the woods.
We're jamming all the cell signals.
It's only a matter of time before we get them.
- Fuck! - Calm down.
Don't tell me to calm down.
Sirin shouldn't know my name and shouldn't even know I exist.
Where are you?
Don't worry about me, I'm safe.
You could be in Moscow by morning.
That's not an option. Moscow isn't part of my plans.
- I gotta go. - I'll call you when I know more.
Okay kiddo, have fun on your camping trip. I love you.
- Was that Anders? - Mm-hmm.
Oh my God, did he tell you what he and Sammy were just talking about?
No, what were they talking about?
I'm not even gonna go there.
Okay.
- So beautiful. - Yeah, it is, isn't it?
You know, I found this place completely by accident.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
I was going to meet this guy
and he gave me the wrong address. So...
I ended up here, instead of where we were supposed to meet.
Life just seemed so simple.
I wanted a piece of that simplicity for myself.
I can see why.
Are you hungry, do you want breakfast?
Yes! What are you making?
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There, you can bring it to him now.
You're the boss, but do you think it's a good idea
to torment him like this?
You're right.
About you being the boss?
Is this your handiwork, Robin?
Why are you making this so personal?
Is it because your husband left you for another man?
Not that that part matters,
but, is that what this is about? Huh?
You see me with my happy family...
and you want to drag us down with you. Is that it?
Well, you won't succeed.
I didn't do what you say I did and you're not going to break me.
Do you hear me, Robin?
You're not going to break me.
Challenge accepted.
Ma'am, it's about CHS Phoenix.
What about it?
In the draft box of the Gmail account you use,
he sent up an SOS.
What does the message say?
"My people are on to me. I'm being watched.
I haven't much time. Requesting asylum".
- How shall I handle it? - Um...
Phoenix has earned his retirement.
Initiate protocols. I'll meet him tonight.
- And get me an overwatch for 20:00 hours. - Yes, ma'am.
Boo.
- You had me there. - You were lost in thought.
I was on autopilot.
I heard about a man in Norway.
He had his GPS set for the Arctic tundra.
Hmm.
These days people do what their gadgets tell them to do.
I miss the simplicity of floor plans.
I have never been able to read maps.
- Do you want to have lunch today? - Fine.
Cool.
Have you found them?
Hey.
- Got a room? - What happened to you?
- Oh, I took a swim in the river. - With your clothes on?
Yeah, I didn't want them to get stolen.
Great. So, how about that room?
- That'll be 60. - All right.
All right. Thank you.
Do you want to tell me about your dream?
What dream?
It wasn't that bad, really.
It was bad enough to make you jump out of bed this morning.
It was just about someone from my past.
I'm sorry if I scared you.
That old cliché about the spy's past catching up with him.
Yeah.
Guess my dreams aren't very original, are they?
Well then, it's a good thing that your dreams
aren't what interest me about you.
Oh, yeah? What does interest you about me?
- I have an idea. - Yeah?
Mm-hmm.
I think...
- I know what your idea is. - Hmm.
Let's go fishing.
That is exactly what I thought you were going to say.
Uh...
Sorry, I gotta take this. I'll be right back.
Hey!
So, I heard a rumor that you went away on vacation
and I knew that had to be bullshit
so I'm calling to find out what time
you're coming into the office today.
This is all just getting to me, you know?
Oh, you can't run away from your problems.
Aren't you the one who told me to recuse myself?
That doesn't sound familiar.
So, how much time do you feel you need
before you can bring them back to the office?
I'm feeling phantom pain from losing my right arm.
Aw, aren't you sweet? I'll see you Monday.
Hey, bud. Bum a smoke?
Yeah. Sure, yeah.
- You're Jefferson, right? - Huh?
Jefferson High.
- Oh. No, no, no, I'm just passing through. - Really?
I was sure you look familiar.
- Oh, yeah? - Hmm.
No, no, no, I get that a lot, though.
Yeah, I'm getting out of here myself.
Oh, yeah? Where you going?
I'm not sure yet.
I had a job lined up out in California for a minute,
but it didn't work out.
Right.
You know, across the river in D.C. people no better than you and me
are making history as we speak.
But this place might as well be a million miles away.
Yeah?
Hey, mind if I bum one for the road?
Sure, buddy.
- You know what? Take two. - Thanks.
- Take it easy. - Mm-hmm.
I need to make a phone call.
There is someone I trust.
I don't trust anybody but you.
Yeah, well, we're stuck in a motel room...
when just over there across the river
there is an entire counter intelligence case open
and being worked by the professionals.
I can at least tell them what we know,
and find out what they know.
Okay.
I didn't start this war. It was declared on me.
But I sure as hell don't want to lose it.
Reuel...
- We have the 911 call, right? - Yes, but...
And voice synthesis confirms, it's him.
Yes, but he's a 17-year-old.
He sent a SWAT team to my home...
... destroyed my lawn. His age is hardly relevant.
The courts are taking swatting very seriously.
They're prosecuting cases with deterrence in mind.
That's good. Maybe our little friend will be deterred
from future acts of aggression on his elders.
I'm saying he could go to jail... for a long time.
Maybe you should turn the other cheek.
The only justice is God's justice.
Fine, hold off, for now.
Okay, boss.
- I've arranged lunch. - I've got an appointment with Polina.
It is already waiting for us. Come on, I insist.
The day a fish is caught is the worst day of its life.
- Do you know why? - Because it dies and gets eaten.
Yeah, obviously.
But the other really shitty reason beyond that is...
Here's a fish...
And...
... it's chasing its prey. Thinking it's about to eat.
Now, imagine you ordered a cheeseburger...
and you're salivating. You're about to take that first bite...
and all of a sudden, the cheeseburger eats you.
That's what it feels like to be a fish.
- That really fucked up. - Right?
Fresh from the oven.
To our good health.
Come on, eat up. It's sturgeon.
I read about a man who followed his GPS...
and ended up on the Arctic tundra.
I'm sorry, I'm a little tired. I didn't sleep very well.
I have a leak at home. Drip, drip, drip. The whole night.
Sorry. What did you say again?
Nothing.
- Oh, boy! - Oh, Mae, well done.
- This guy's got some size to him. - I did it!
He's going to cook up nicely!
Yes, he would, if I weren't throwing him back.
Wh-what?!
- Set him free. - Is this because of what I said earlier?
He can't breathe.
I was gonna make you my famous Bass Benedict
for breakfast tomorrow.
Well, I want pancakes.
Okay, give him a kiss before he goes back.
No, thanks. You can kiss him for me.
All right. Well, this little guy's
going to have a hell of a story to tell.
All right. Well, I guess we're not going to be fishing buddies, huh?
Well, that's not really the kind of budd